Where the Nurses are Pretty and the Doctors are Pissed

my lover died from cancer on 2 september 2007. blogging is the one thing that really helps me deal with this loss. I don’t know when the pain will go away but writing helps me forget about it for a little while.

I live in (mostly) sunny sydney with my gorgeous gay son and his partner. every mother should try to have at least one gay son. they may grow up to be a hairdresser and their birthday gifts will always be tasteful. they will also never let you leave the house with lipstick on your teeth and they are usually very good at flower arranging. at least mine is.

Dear nurse myra
I am sitting in front of my favourite painting
in my house by Stephen Birch.
We were both at blackwattle studios in glebe during
the mid nineties before it was pulled down
and i bought this beautiful painting from stephen
when i moved out of blackwattle

I went to a couple of his shows and ran into him a coupla
times last year.
I only learnt of stephens death last night from
mutual friends and i am just gutted. Had a good cry!!
Talent, honest …you must miss him a lot. Love to you.

I love the website but on this occasion I am writing not just to thank you for the entertainment and wish you the best for 2008. No, I have in fact come to admonish you for your bad behaviour; mildly but in earnest. You are most welcome to use pictures from my educational website to titillate your readers, but please do acknowledge and credit any photos or content. I am sorry to say that if this behaviour continues, you may need to be taken in hand ….

You are very kind and as far as I am concerned this is already ‘worked out’. On re-reading, my message sounds more stern and less humorous that I had intended. I am of course in the AM camp. Keep up the good work (-:

don’t recall how I stumbled upon your writings but it’s just the tonic after a 90 hour week in hospital with mostly elderly patients, and the dermatologic wax casting from the 19th century frenchman were lovely. We no longer see advanced cases for most of these diseases.

Your writings are beautiful, sad and hilarious, and so wryly accurate. I am so very glad to have found your site

hahaha! nurse myra, would you care give me some points on how it is to be a nurse for the elderly? i’m about to be “deployed” for work as a nurse in a nursing home (in US)… just things to REMEMBER when caring for them. 🙂

Hi – thanks for visiting me. Feeling your loss, I lost someone to that fucker cancer recently too – I won’t say “you’ll get over it”, because I don’t think we do. We just learn to cope, eventually. I like your attitude, though.

you might want to check out my latest post. i’m sure you could relate. keep writing though, it’s the most cathartic thing you can do, i know at the lowest points of my life i’ve usually been scribbling or typing, but keep that chin up and how old is your son? judging from corset friday you can’t be more than 25.

hi kono, I checked out your post and you’re right about being able to relate. I still don’t have internet access at home so am desperately missing the distraction of blogging – I think it’s going to be another four days yet dammit.

thanks for the compliment but even my son is over 25. Let’s just say I was a child bride 🙂

It’s interesting to discover an entire blog based upon the spelling convention introduced by e e cummings, without uppercase orthography. For the moment, I’m not convinced that this convention is worthwhile, but I would be happy to examine a clear exposé of the pros and cons.

Just stopping by to check out your blog after you commented over at my place. I’ve seen you around other blogs, but never visited here myself. Your content is…unique! I was quite entertained this morning, though unprepared for some of the images. I am NOT a prude, I must say…I like blue!

I have a gay dad and gay sister– I would probably enjoy having my gay dad if he wasn’t missing in action… he sure knew how to help me pick out clothes.

And my sister is the best.

I hope this blog is as therapeutic for you as mine has been for me– I’m sure losing your partner was unbearable. For me, the internet/blog community has helped me get through the last year and I hope it/they have helped you too.

Stumbled across your blog while doing a search for “pink and white corset” and I stuck around to enjoy the posts. Had a few good laughs at some of the posts & I enjoyed looking at your legs, so you can be sure I’ll be back.

I think we’re safe with my mom. She’s been looking at my blog for months and just recently figured out that she could look at the comments and comment herself. I don’t think she’ll figure out the names contain links. 😉

Happy New Year Nurse Myra, I hope you have a pleasant buzz on. Hey… if Australians live in the future how come you’re not all lottery winners? Actually, could you check the Ottawa Citizen website, the lottery numbers for tomorrow’s draw should be up.

Hi Myra – I was a great friend of Stephen’s in the 80s and 90s and have only just heard of his death. Could you email me? I am shocked and upset and I hope this does not rake up the embers of your grief,
regards
Peter

I love reading your comments on other blogs so I thought I would stop by…So sorry about your lover–hopefully the pain is more bearable now. Your statement about your son makes me fondly remember the movie “The Birdcage”. Every gay man I have ever met has been wonderful, caring and sensitive.
Keep writing.
Becky

Nurse I don’t know how to make my name go to my post–I just started it so there is little posted so far. One day at a time. MTAE found it but I don’t know how.
Thanks for the Fool Moon warning–will mark my calender…But you killed my excuse for current craziness…thanks alot =)

A few years back, when I ran my website, Avery Ant, I made a cyber friend who had lost her husband and soul mate. She had a website that was dedicated to his memory. It was about their time together. For her, the site was, of course, very cathartic and ultimately very helpful. In time, it took her through her dark tunnel to the other side. The side where things start to look better. I hope your fabulous blog does the same.
All best.

Hi Nursey poo
Just thought I’d stop in and say hi as i’ve been away for a bit working on a site for ‘Eua island.
Hope all is well with you and yours.
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Glad you spotted that, I did, just as I clicked submit. My mind must have been elsewhere 🙂 . OK, I haven’t been to Singapore for awhile but I did find a blog that will make your stay FUN.http://www.angryangmo.com

I LOVE your blog. I was updating a post of mine and wanted to use a photo – I was on google and the photo I wanted to use ended up being one on your website. I have linked back the photo to your blog and also put your blog address under the photo and wanted to make sure this was ok. (e.g., when ppl click on the photo it comes directly to your blog) Check it out. If you have any concerns just let me know.

I’ve always said that I’d love to have a gay son. My ex is gay, my best friend is bi.. a gay son would be the perfect addition. Plus, he wouldn’t feel excluded seeing as I intend to have daughters mainly.

I write for therapy too and really think sometimes it is the only way I have stopped myself from going insane over the years. I can however only aspire to your level of greatness. There’s so much to explore here and I could be busy for hours.

I am sorry that you lost someone so dear to you. I get cross when people talk of closure. There is no such thing. You don’t ever forget but eventually you somehow learn to live with and around the absence. I hope you are having more good days than bad now.

Haven’t read any of your stuff here, but love you over at the Good Greatsby.
Oh, and the con my wife and I met at? I was introduced by her gay friend, AFTER he hit on me. If you want, I’ll give you the whole story – it’s a hoot.
Looking forward to much great stuff! 😀

Not as of now. A number of various “blog buddies” keep insisting I should write one. As I’ve said elsewhere, I’m a “reactor”, feeding off other people’s ideas And lacking a job, kids, or much of a life anymore, I’m not sure where I’d draw the inspiration. I might take a page from my buddy Mark over at The Idiot Speaketh, and maybe do some reflections on my varied past as a World War 2 re-enactor, Trekkie and conventioneer, amateur photographer, racetrack corner worker at Road America in WI, and avid tourist, among others.
By the by, if your Trekkie friends ever went to conventions, ask them if they heard of a fanzine publisher by the name of Bill Hupe. We were friends with them, and lived with them for a while right after my migraine-induced health crash 10 years ago. Bill often got to Oz and NZ, and had several friends he’d stay with while “down under”.

I’m not quite sure how I stumbled across your blog…. late night procrastination can lead you in wonderful directions!
But I’m glad I did, it tickles my brain cells like nothing else. Am going to follow your blog with glee.

First, thank you for the blog comment. Second, you have something really unique going on here. Usually when I read a new blog, it doesn’t seem very ‘new’, but I don’t think I’ve come across anything quite like this yet. Looking forward to more in the new year. Take care.

A fine and wicked introduction, and there is nothing wrong about being artistic, I mean even I can arrange the flowers you know? 🙂 Have an excellent rest of weekend Nurse Myra and be good too, if you like I mean? 🙂 lol

Call in for a Skeleton and Vampire surprise one of these evenings but do bring along a few sharpened stakes and a wooden mallet just in case…

I have just sent you an invitation my friend,
the skeletons are missing you and the local
Zombie catcher is getting all excited about
you calling back inside my Space, yes I told
him that you weren’t really a Nurse but he is
still getting hot and bothered… don’t worry I
will sort him out before you call in for a bit,
I mean for some, I mean… Well you know
what I mean and I hope that you like the
new look also 🙂